Viper

I may have burned a bridge on Friday, possibly two, maybe even three.  Worst of all, I showed a friend that I am treacherous, plotting, manipulative, and untrustworthy.  It was quite out of character for me; but, talk is cheap.  I surprised even myself, and acted before I fully weighed out the consequences of my actions.  I didn't act for me.  I did it for the benefit of the company I work for.  I've never really been one for advocating that the end justifies the means.  I try to hold principals high.  I've always been about duty, honor, truth, and right.  I am, and have been, a boy scout.  I surprised myself with my actions on Friday more than select others.  I tried to make a deal with the Devil, and he wasn't having any of it.  I may have to face the unpleasant consequences of my actions; this may yet blow up in my face.  Life lesson?

Little Humans

It's cute when they look grown up when they are little.  It's scary when they look grown up and they're big.

Rogg

After that terrible car accident on June 16th, I went to Church on Sunday and was kind of shaken up (although at the time I had no idea how much).  Ross, hearing about the accident, came over to my pew to try and comfort me.  I had no idea at the time of his history and the death of his son David.  I appreciate the effort all the more knowing his pain.  Thanks Ross.  I will miss you.

Women Bishops?

Women on Facebook in my Church have been posting stuff about The Church of England voting not to allow women Bishops.  I couldn't bring myself to post on their statuses for a couple of reasons.  I'm the enemy, and it would just be lip service.  Also, liberal feminism has become so unpalatable to me that I couldn't stomach responding.  I'll blog it.  So, how do I feel?  I'm shocked.  I didn't think that happened in this day and age in a democratic nation.  Her Majesty is a woman for crying out loud.  It p1$$e$ me off when people are judged for what is between their legs rather than what is between their ears.

Vietnam Tragedy

Vietnam:  The tragedy wasn't that so many young people died, although that was tragic; the tragedy was that they gave up.  They died for nothing.

Visions

Cindy'd kill me if she knew I was writing this I think; but, years ago Cindy had a vision, although I don't think she'd admit it now.  She was at a funeral at St. Paul's Stratford, officiated over by Fr. Ted.  She said she didn't know if it was her own funeral, or that of a loved one.  She had this vision during the Maundy Thursday service.  Needless to say, it freaked me out large, but not her.  Anyway, when Tanya took over as rector of St. Paul's, I said to Cindy that the vision couldn't come true now because Fr. Ted wouldn't be the celebrant.  I remembered all of this after Tanya announced on Sunday that she was being appointed Executive Officer of the Bishop's Office.  So, may God prevent it from coming true, like He spared the people of Nineveh in the Old Testament, in Jesus' name.  Amen.

The Crab Apple Tree

If I am out of place on Parish Council, then I am an Imposter First Class on the Anglican Fellowship of Prayer Diocesan Executive Committee.  Who am I to teach anybody to pray!  This too, I joined because I was asked; I did it as a favor--in my mind (maybe not his)--for Andreas, and also to serve God.  I was asked; what greater sign can you be given?  On top of being an imposter, I have missed not one, but every committee meeting in the entire past year.  But, I e-mailed Andreas (or Fr. Andy as I once jokingly called him) and asked him if I could help;  I felt unneeded, unwanted, and guilty for not helping more.  So, off I went to the Bishop's Prayer Conference, hosted by the AFP.  The Bishop didn't show this year, a dissapointment to many.  However, I loved the keynote speaker.  Canon Ann was great.  A lot of what she said resonated with me, spoke to me, sounded familiar.  She spoke of how she had a simple faith, of how she believed everything in the Bible was true; if it says Jesus cast out demons, he did.  If it said he healed, he did.  She spoke of how she had what I call a valley in her faith journey, about how she had a vision while passing a crab apple tree.  It was just an ugly bare crab apple tree.  The LORD said, "It will bloom again."  Canon Ann took this to be a message for her that she and her faith would bloom again.  She spoke about how she used to feel like an imposter, acting her way through it.  She spoke of journaling.  I write many journals, including this blog.  She told stories about faith healings.  She spoke of healing prayer, and those who miraculously recovered.  I found her very refreshing.  She even gave me an idea for the renaming of this blog, which I have since forgotten because I'm a dumb @$$.  She spoke and spoke and spoke.  She said so much that resonated with me that I don't think I can write it all down here.  God bless her and people with faith like her faith.  God willing, may I bloom again, in Jesus' name.  Amen.